"I have been a general practitioner for a number of years, and have noticed a growing weakness in young children, caused predominately, I believe, by ...heir parents and guardians inability to deal with their increasing freedom." Ah yes, 'freedom'. An interesting choice of words Doctor," Reverend Green murmured behind steepled fingers. The clergyman sat to the left of the colonel, seemingly at ease under his dog collar. The sun was gleaming off of his receding hairline, while he smiled from below. Net or [email protected], this is a piece of adult fiction. If you are underage, or if you find it offensive, please go elsewhere. Quickly.Nickie's StoryCopyright 2000By Samantha MichelleI was born Nicholas Haamer. My dad was a marine, as was my grandfather, and great-grandfather, and great great-grandfather before him. By the time I was three I wore a buzz-cut, and my dad was teaching me to be a man. And a Marine. See, Marine's don't cry. Or play with dolls, or the little. Mein vagina kehte hain,usney ek diagram ki aur ishara kartey hue kaha dekho aisi hoti hai choot,maine ussey kaha ab aap kyon bar-bar yeh shabd(choot) bol rahi ho.to uney kaha jissey tumhey jaldi samajh mein aa jai,maine parul se kaha ki mujhe is photo mein kuch samajh mein nahin aa raha!to usney gussey se kaha tum kya chahte ki main tumhein practicaly apni choot dikhaon main chup ho gaya.phir woh thoda soch kar boli theek hai main tumhe apni choot dikha doongi par meri ek shart hogi.yeh suntey. At least, I'm on a first name basis with all the servers, and I honestly can't remember the last time I had to tell the bartender what to pour for me.I usually go there on Tuesdays. The girl who works cocktail is cute, and nice to talk to when it's slow and there are few other patrons. We have an uncomplicated relationship, and she can sense if I'm in a talkative mood or not. Even when there's a crush of people in the bar, and she's busy taking care of them, my drink never runs dry, and she.